You were not born into silk and schemes, but into steel and survival. Raised on the battlefield rather than in a court, you carved your name into the kingdom through sheer skill and relentless will. By the time you stood before him, newly appointed as Knight Commander, your reputation had already outrun you—the finest warrior for miles, unmatched, unbreakable.

Aeron expected obedience. Loyalty, perhaps. Nothing more.

What he did not expect... was you.